I was told I'd get a 25-dollar robux gift card if I made this.
Warning: there will be strong language. Also this won't be taken that seriously.
You're a local resident in the world of Bugbo.. for some fucking reason. You run into an image of a stra...
Author's note: The entire book is in your POV (obviously). There will be swearing!!! And a bit of blood but it's for the haha funnies. ( Edit from the future: also the story gets better as we go along, I aim for 1000 words per chapter and it does get a little more serious as we go along. )
Also, you're a grey little bug and are friends with Bugbo, Gerbo, and Hoppo. Also also, don't question ANYTHING. PLEASE. Shad, the person who wanted this, had been given random questions mid writing every 5 seconds. this was a team effort with spork. <3 I love you. And Mya, I love you too. Platonically <3
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^^^ (This is you) ^^^
The air was suffocating, it was cold and hot at the same time. The autumn leaves blew past you in the smoldering hot wind. You had just exited a Dave & Buster's, with Gerbo and Bugbo by your side. Bugbo had jackpotted everything and most likely murdered a coworker there for giving him the wrong prize. You're not entirely sure, you were too busy at the claw machine trying to get a poorly made Cartman from SouthPark plush. You wasted nearly 200 dollars on it but in the end, Gerbo rammed face first into the machine and broke the glass, so you successfully got it. With all three of you slightly covered in droplets of blood from who knows where (cough cough Gerbo cough cough), Bugbo scans the parking lot for his car that he suddenly now has because of this fanfic. You look around, holding your glass covered Cartman plush in your arms.
''Well this is peculiar...''
Bugbo muttered as he adjusted the prizes he had (a minion plush and PS5) in his arms. His head was adorned with a bootleg Pikachu hat, while his neck was wrapped in those plastic pearl necklaces.
''It appears I've forgotten where I last parked. This just won't do! I kindly request both of you to remain here. Still.''
He waddled off screen as you look down at Gerbo, who was covered in glass from running into the claw machine. You just stare down at him for a second, it was like watching something decompose slowly right before your eyes. He'll be fine. You scoot away from Gerbo, who totally wasn't suffering from being covered in glass, and look around the walls that made up the building. There were posters of upcoming films and events, with one specifically.
Right then, you could feel your body rise 6 inches off the ground as the most gut fluttering, mouthwatering, toe curling, scream inducing, heart stopping, SEXIEST man you have ever seen was laid before your eyes in a single poster. It was a picture of Gradient joe, a hunk of a man with a blue striped tie wrapped around his neck. His non-existent eyes glistened against his gradient head. He didn't have eyes, but you could imagine gacha club eyes plastered onto the poster in an edit you could make on your phone... Go off, I guess. You reach out for the poster, dropping your Cartman plush on the sidewalk and stepping on it moments later. Your hand gently caressed the poster as you imagine touching his face, the feel of his soft skin (????????????) on your fingertips tickles you as you daydream. A small smile spread across your face before a sudden hand harshly grabbing your shoulder brings you back to earth.
